2/?
"Colonel, is everything ok?" Sam asked.
Jack picked up his walkie-talkie. "Just fine Carter. Apparently there's an old curse in this room, but Daniel assures me we're not in danger."
"Curse, Sir?" Sam looked over at Teal'c, who had raised an eyebrow.
"It's nothing Carter. We're on our way, go ahead and dial home."
"Yes Sir."
"Jack, I've got a lot more studying to do here."
"Daniel, we're leaving." Jack picked up one of Daniel's bags.
Daniel sighed, but knew that he could convince General Hammond that they needed to come back. Jack was already at the entrance before Daniel had turned from the ruins to pick up the rest of his stuff.
As Jack walked across the threshold of the room a sickly sweet rain came from the ceiling. Jack squinted against the mist and raised his arm to block his eyes. It was mostly reflex really. The damage was already done. "Daniel! Close your eyes and cover them!" Jack shouted.
Daniel obeyed immediately, unsure of what was going on. "Jack? What's wrong?"
"The mist, it's blinded me!" Jack was on the floor by now, squeezing his eyes shut.
"O'Neill, do you require assistance?" Teal'c this time.
Jack felt around for his communicator, and when he found it he pressed the button and gasped slightly before he could talk. "Carter! I've been blinded!"
"We're on our way Sir!" Carter said, already on the move.
~*~*~*~
"I can't believe they tore down the wall." Daniel grumbled in the infirmary.
"Daniel, if they hadn't we would all have been blinded."
"I know. No one could leave from the doorway, and it was the only one, so they had to tear down the wall. I still can't believe it."
Daniel looked up as Dr. Janet Frasier walked his way. She took his glasses off and shined a light in his eyes. "Follow it." She instructed, needlessly. The entire SG-1 team knew the routine. "You don't seem to have been affected." Janet smiled warmly at Daniel before turning back to Jack. She frowned. The steam had infected him almost immediately, and Janet wasn't sure if it would last. She had washed his eyes out with saline, and then put gauze over them, hoping that if he didn't rub them it would come out.
Jack was not being the ideal patient. He made sarcastic comments about everything, and he whined a lot. About everything. "Hey Doc, do you think I could get these taken off sometime today?" He asked, pointing to his eyes.
Janet shook her head. If she weren't concerned about his eyesight, she'd make him wear the bandages for an hour or two. But instead, being moved by compassion, she walked over to him and gently took the bandages off, ignoring Jack's comments otherwise. He blinked his eyes open. Janet waved her hand in front of his face. "Do you see my hand Colonel?"
"Nope. Don't see a thing." He scowled.
Janet took her light out and checked his pupils. No reaction. "Can you see the light?" Again, the answer was no. No light perception. Jack was blind. Now the question was if it would last.
"Colonel, is everything ok?" Sam asked.
Jack picked up his walkie-talkie. "Just fine Carter. Apparently there's an old curse in this room, but Daniel assures me we're not in danger."
"Curse, Sir?" Sam looked over at Teal'c, who had raised an eyebrow.
"It's nothing Carter. We're on our way, go ahead and dial home."
"Yes Sir."
"Jack, I've got a lot more studying to do here."
"Daniel, we're leaving." Jack picked up one of Daniel's bags.
Daniel sighed, but knew that he could convince General Hammond that they needed to come back. Jack was already at the entrance before Daniel had turned from the ruins to pick up the rest of his stuff.
As Jack walked across the threshold of the room a sickly sweet rain came from the ceiling. Jack squinted against the mist and raised his arm to block his eyes. It was mostly reflex really. The damage was already done. "Daniel! Close your eyes and cover them!" Jack shouted.
Daniel obeyed immediately, unsure of what was going on. "Jack? What's wrong?"
"The mist, it's blinded me!" Jack was on the floor by now, squeezing his eyes shut.
"O'Neill, do you require assistance?" Teal'c this time.
Jack felt around for his communicator, and when he found it he pressed the button and gasped slightly before he could talk. "Carter! I've been blinded!"
"We're on our way Sir!" Carter said, already on the move.
~*~*~*~
"I can't believe they tore down the wall." Daniel grumbled in the infirmary.
"Daniel, if they hadn't we would all have been blinded."
"I know. No one could leave from the doorway, and it was the only one, so they had to tear down the wall. I still can't believe it."
Daniel looked up as Dr. Janet Frasier walked his way. She took his glasses off and shined a light in his eyes. "Follow it." She instructed, needlessly. The entire SG-1 team knew the routine. "You don't seem to have been affected." Janet smiled warmly at Daniel before turning back to Jack. She frowned. The steam had infected him almost immediately, and Janet wasn't sure if it would last. She had washed his eyes out with saline, and then put gauze over them, hoping that if he didn't rub them it would come out.
Jack was not being the ideal patient. He made sarcastic comments about everything, and he whined a lot. About everything. "Hey Doc, do you think I could get these taken off sometime today?" He asked, pointing to his eyes.
Janet shook her head. If she weren't concerned about his eyesight, she'd make him wear the bandages for an hour or two. But instead, being moved by compassion, she walked over to him and gently took the bandages off, ignoring Jack's comments otherwise. He blinked his eyes open. Janet waved her hand in front of his face. "Do you see my hand Colonel?"
"Nope. Don't see a thing." He scowled.
Janet took her light out and checked his pupils. No reaction. "Can you see the light?" Again, the answer was no. No light perception. Jack was blind. Now the question was if it would last.
